It’s ridiculous to think that we are ever going to get ourselves completely figured out in this lifetime. I spent a good portion of my life believing otherwise. There was always some imaginary…
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Read MoreNear the end of his life, Albert Camus wrote a short story about a painter named Jonas. Jonas is a man who succeeds — his work is admired, his studio fills with visitors, his life fills with…
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